James was in the kitchen when he heard his dog barking in the front grand. It was a faint sound compared to the pouring rain that pelted the ceiling and the wind that whipped the window. According to the forecast, it was supposed to be a warm and sunny day but by noontide, storm cloud had blanketed the sky and unleashed a wild torrent of thunder, lightning and freezing cold rain.

'' daddy ! Open the freaking door ! I 'm getting soaked ! '' James'18-year-old daughter, Dawn yelled from the front porch. `` Hurry up ! I forgot my key ! ``

James rushed to the door and in his haste ; he flung it open with more force than necessity. It banged against the side of the house and before he could reel it back in, their ideal Bernard, Max, bounded into the kitchen.

'' Dad ! '' Dawn shrieked in annoyance as she ran inside after the rain-soaked dog.

'' cocksucker ! Sorry, I did n't imply to let him in. ``

dayspring dropped her script bag on the storey and lunged for Max. He darted past her and into the living room tracking heavy, sloppy paw mark all over the beige carpet.

James tried to wait on in the seizure of the robustious cur but the dog was stealthy, as if he 'd been planning his retaliation for being left in the rain all day.

He made several circle around the house before Dawn cornered him in the den.

She curled her fingers around his slippery taking into custody and gave it a yank, but Max reared back his heading, causing Dawn to fall to her knees and collide with his wet, monolithic trunk. If that was n't bad enough he picked that moment to shake his thick-skulled fur pelage, drenching her with mud and rainwater water.

'' MAX ! ``

James II leaned back against the doorframe and could n't stop laughing when he saw his daughter sitting on the ground wearing nothing but a grumpy aspect and muddy schooling clothes.

'' Here, I 'll put the dog out back. '' He grinned, reaching for Max. `` He can sleep in his dog house and reckon about what an evil beast he 's been. ``

After he let the dog out, Henry James walked back into the den.

'' dear, do you ... '' His articulation trailed off as if it was his final exam intimation and he froze in place.

dawn had stood up and was wringing urine out of her long, blond hair. Little droplets of water rolled down her slender neck and seeped into the framework of her shirt.

He could n't tear his eyes away from her plenteous chest.

Her cotton top clung to her perky breasts and her pocket-size mamilla were erect. He sucked in a tart breath and his Adam 's orchard apple tree bobbed up and down as he swallowed his growing lust.

'' Ugh ! I 'm all wet ! ``

'' I do n't see what the big plenty is. You 're on the swimming team, you should be used to it by now. '' Saint James teased with a grin on his face.

'' I 'm covered in muddy, dirty weewee ! It 's not the Saame as being in the puddle ! '' She huffed, before a wicked smile crossed her lips.

track forward, she gave him a big hug, deliberately soaking his shirt in recurrence. The cold water hit his skin but he did n't beware her playful nature. Goosebumps covered her bare peel and she was shivering in his arms but all he could focus on were the two puckered buds poking into his chest.

'' succeeding time, you get the dog ! ``

He released her and when he looked down at her, her aqua-colored eyes sparkled in the light.

'' Hey, I 'm going to get out of these wet wearing apparel and shoot a hot shower. ``

'' Yeah, thanks for sharing the wealth, I have to change my shirt now. '' He tugged a filament of her hair before she headed for the bathroom.

***

Epistle of James could hear the shower running upstairs and his thoughts drifted to his daughter while he cooked dinner.

Dawn was gorgeous and he was n't just saying that because he was her father. Her beauty rivaled Aphrodite herself. Her porcelain skin color was flawless. Her smile was dazzling White and her picket pinko back talk were always shiny with ruby-red lip semblance. She had a cute push olfactory organ and her aqua-colored center could fathom the mortal. She was graceful, like a ripple flow, and her body was nicely toned, sculpted by years of swim. If she had a tush and a shell bodice, she 'd attain a aphrodisiac mermaid.

Not only was she beautiful but she radiated with Light Within. She was kind-hearted and had a good psyche on her shoulders. She got serious grades and wanted to become a pediatrician so that she could assist kids.

If his wife had n't bear passed away from cancer lastly year, she would receive cheered her on all the way. She would take been so lofty of their daughter.

***

An hour later, St. James the Apostle placed a hot plate of Sir Francis Bacon, macadamia nut pancakes and two vauntingly glasses of orangeness juice on the table.

Dawn loved breakfast food for dinner, and since he had the nighttime off from his landscaping job, he 'd wanted to storm her with her favorite dish.

The distinct sound of Dawn running downstairs made him get over his implements of war. He only heard such rapid succession of footsteps pounding the stair when she was excited to do something that he disapproved of.

When she hurtled into the kitchen, he looked her over with a critical eye.

She was n't wearing her fleece pajamas or fuzzy bunny skidder like he 'd expected.

Instead, she dressed up, and her lilac shampoo filled the kitchen. She was wearing makeup ; what she had called `` smoldering smoky '' eye shadow and `` fire red '' lip rouge. Her hairsbreadth was a sleek golden caul that hung down her back and her garb consisted of a sheer halter top, a couple of sparkly richly bounder and a red miniskirt skirt that kept crawling up her thighs.

Dawn was beaming ; her cheeks flushed with color.

'' Why in the macrocosm are you dressed like that ? '' James asked as his eyes wandered over her ripe, young body.

'' I have to eat and run. Candice won two free tickets to see the band `` Evermore '' tonight. She invited me, which is so awesome because they 're sold out ! I 'm so excited ! '' She clapped her handwriting before readjusting her see-thru top. `` You do n't ingest to expect up. I 'm going to spend the night at Candice 's theater. I already packed a bag. ``

'' A concert ? '' He was still downloading the icon of her half nude body in his psyche. Shit. He needed to focus. `` It 's a schooltime night. '' He frowned, leaning against the comeback and crossing his arms.

'' I know. ``

'' So, then you know that you 're not going anywhere. ``

'' pappa ! Tomorrow is Friday and a half day. Classes will be dead. '' She anxiously tugged on the silver gray locket that he 'd bought her endure Christmas.

'' No. I do n't desire you to waste your Education Department. ``

'' Please, let me go ! It 's one night ! I love that band. ``

'' Dawn. '' His voice was nates. It was the spirit he used when he meant business enterprise. His blue eyes reflected off hers as they stared each other down.

She broke her gaze first but quickly struck back.

'' I ca n't believe this ! I wish Mom was still alive ! SHE would bear let me go to the concert ! ``

Her Son cut bass and raw hurting ripped through his chest.

'' Hey ! Do n't use that parentage on me ! It 's not reasonable and it 's not a joke ! I-I should ground you ! '' He half growled, half choked.

break of the day must have got seen the haunted look on his expression because she bit her bottom lip stopping the snide remark that almost slipped off her tongue.

She sighed, the sound drawn out and dramatic. `` I 'm sorry. I just really want to go ... ''

James had n't realized it but his torso was shaking. sunrise was right. If his wife had n't passed away she would birth let their girl attend the concert. She probably would have gone with her.

'' daddy, please. '' She begged in a articulation that only whining teen could master.

Epistle of James ran a hired man through his short blond hairsbreadth in a steady manner, then his shoulders sagged in defeat. He did n't tolerate manipulation but he always gave into her. She was his kryptonite.

'' amercement, but- ''

'' Yes ! Thank you ! thank you ! Thank you ! ``

He cleared his throat and raised his voice.

'' LISTEN ! You can go but No drinking ! No drugs ! No son ! ``

As she fluttered around the room like a vivacious butterfly, his oculus zeroed in on her breasts like a chase twist. `` Oh, and put on a jumper ! ``

'' okay ! '' Dawn shouted, her hair nothing Thomas More than a photoflash of Au as she flew upstairs.

Had he made the right decision ? He was n't sure.

Before he could blink, Dawn was back in the kitchen wearing a depressed sweater and raincoat.

She picked up a hot piece of bacon and scarfed it down.

She was either excited or afraid he 'd change his judgement, or maybe both.

'' You serious ace your math exam on Monday, young noblewoman. ``

first light took a swig of Orange River juice.

'' I will ! I promise ! ``

She grabbed her all-night bag and swung it over her articulatio humeri. `` You 're the respectable dad in the world ! '' She gave him a peck on the cheek before running outside into the rain.

The sign was suddenly bushed silent, as if she 'd carried the life right out the door with her.

'' So much for having a nice family dinner party ... '' He mumbled, rubbing the husk on his jaw.

After cleaning the kitchen, he cracked open a beer and walked into the living room.

Since he was alone and did n't finger like going up the stairs to convert, he stripped down to his boxers and threw his apparel on the couch.

The moth-eaten air bit his skin but he did n't care.

He plopped down in his leather reclining chair and once he was comfortable, he turned on the television.

He impatiently ran the channel and did n't barricade until a defenseless womanhood with declamatory tits popped up on the 50 inch directly CRT screen. He did n't want to take on that he 'd been hard since he saw morning 's nipples straining against her shirt earlier in the day.

He knew he 'd never be sexually intimate with his daughter. Hell, it was n't even until a few calendar month ago that he realized she was truly developing into a beautiful young woman. It was as if all the baggy clothes she wore had shrunk in the drier overnight and her round curves were suddenly on display to dun him.

He felt guilty whenever his center lingered on her luscious body. Even her sultry lips drove him weirdo. He especially felt like a deviate bastard at dark. That was when he 'd lie in bed and fantasized about undressing her. That was when he ached to run his hands over her deliciously young soundbox and find it pressed against his. The perfect union of strong corded heftiness and mild delicate curves.

However, after he 'd cum, remorse would set in. No, it would stab him. She was his daughter. His precious Angel Falls. He was supposed to protect her, not dream about fucking her. His wife was probably begging God to spear him with a lightning deadbolt and sprain him into a pile of ash.

He needed to get back in the plot. He knew he could get a escort. slew of women found him attractive. He was in his late 30 's, tall and hefty and his job always kept him active. He had a gold tan from working out in the sun and colored blond hair. His strong jaw was usually dusted with stubble and his eye were the coloring of the Saratoga chip blue sky.

Plus, he had quite an telling cock. He was n't trying to brag, he was just stating the facts. It was a self-colored 10 column inch when erect and so blockheaded that even when it was flaccid it hid his operose Ball firing. Most cleaning lady could n't get their mouth around it but he always applauded their effort. bit.do/MyPussY

The sound of a woman orgasming brought his focus back to the raunchy erotica. It was chock total of lesbian action, onanism picture and slobbery blowjobs.

James freed his throbbing shaft from his drawers and gave it a loving stroke. He wished he had a warmly, wet mouth sliding up and down his cock instead of his hand.

Since he had n't dated anyone in a year, his mind was a never-ending reel of sex scenes, erotic stories and naughty fantasies. It was surprising that he could run like a pattern homo being.

However, his fantasies were growing stale. He was bored and his cock was suffering because of it. He needed a new reference of stimulation.

The length of his dick was slowly shrinking in size and he gave it a tender squeeze before dropping his hired man in defeat. He should just scream it a nighttime ... Another lonely, sexless, depressing night.

After turning off the tv, he let the dog in and headed upstairs. He was walking towards his room when saw daybreak 's wet clothes lying in a heap in the middle of the hallway.

She did her own laundry so she usually threw her clothes in the basket after he washed his but sometimes she was faineant and they all got topsy-turvy together.

He picked up her shirt and pants and carried them into the john. He turned on the light and tossed them into the hamper.

On his way out, he saw her panties lying on the basis beside her shoes. Sighing, he bent down and picked them up. As he headed back into the toilet, his fingers slid against the slick material and instantly grabbed his tending. He was jolted to a stop and looked down at his hand.

The panty were wine-colored red, Bikini trend and made out of fine silk. He could tell they were expensive.

Was that what she spent his hard earned money on ? At to the lowest degree she had good taste.

rarity overruled unwashed common sense and gripping the elastic band band between his finger, he peeked down at the fork. He immediately knew he 'd crossed the line.

He needed to wait away, walk away, but he was frozen in place as if cursed by Medusa. Maybe this was the start of the end.

His jaw twitched and he swiped his tongue across his pep pill lip breaking the spell but he still did n't cast out the garment. He obscenely stretched the hem until the fine textile threatened to shred. The fork of her panties glistened with wetness. They were soaked. He rationalized it was from the rain until he realized the fabric was stained with milky white discharge.

The sexual frustration that had coiled around his neck opening like a barbwire noose snapped like a branchlet and he gave into the demon that lurked in his mind.

St. James brought them to his face. He was carefully studying the silklike piece of intimate apparel when he had the impulse to smell them.

He pressed them against his nose and inhaled. The odor was overpowering and intoxicating. They smelled tangy yet sweet with a hint of goop. It was so unique, so her. Just how he imagined she 'd smell if such a thing were possible.

He sniffed the genital organ trying to learn the smell like a dog. He was a dog. He was a revolting illegitimate child who was horny as fuck.

He buried his face deeper into the material. The tone, the look, the wetness of them was overwhelming and he felt compelled to lick the creamy center. This was a sprightliness and death import for him and he 'd die happily for one taste.

Pressing the crotch of her red step-in against his back talk, he flicked out his tongue.

The damp firearm of framework was cool on his tongue and he licked it like an ice cream cone. His beautiful daughter tasted so odoriferous. He 'd already gone this far so who cared if he racked up another sin. He yanked down his boxers and his upright pecker bobbed in the air.

With trembling paw he wrapped the expensive lingerie around his throbbing dick. Gripping it in his fist, he stroked the drenched fabric up and down his impulse shaft before slipping it over the well mushroom headland. He 'd always shaved below the belt so every inch of the exquisitely silk slid over every inch of his bare skin.

'' Fuck ... '' James groaned and closed his centre as he caressed the sensitive top with the thenar of his hand. He imagined the wet silk was his daughter 's tongue gliding over his hawkshaw. With his free hand, he reached down and massaged his ballock, working his way to an intense orgasm.

It only took a few fevered strokes to send him over the bound and when the sleek fabric slipped down the integral length of his shaft and licked his tight balls, he emitted an animalistic growl that shook the way. His helping hand shot out to arouse himself against the rampart as he erupted. Furiously pumping his dick, he drenched her soiled scanty with his seed.

It felt incredible.

He had n't had an orgasm that powerful in a very, very farseeing fourth dimension. He sat on lip of the tub to catch his breathing place and it was n't until his cock was lying limp between his thighs that reality punched him in the gut.

What the fuck had he just done ? ! He was suddenly drowning in a muddied ocean of shame, guilt trip and sorrow.

Wiping off his prick with wobbly helping hand, he pulled up his shorts.

Henry James quickly walked over to the sinkhole and turned on the spigot. He did n't care that the scalding hot water burned his manpower. It helped him focus. He poured a clump of scoop on his girl 's panty and began scrubbing them clean, trying to cleanse his filthy mind.

Never again. It was an accident, one he would never repeat. Ever.

***

The next day, Epistle of James felt like a walking pile of tinker's damn. He could n't believe what he 'd done and wished it had all been a bad dream. It wasn't.

When the movement door opened, jarring him from his thoughts, he jumped in surprisal, as if he 'd been caught with his knickers down.

'' Daddy ! Are you up ? '' break of the day 's voice was just as chipper now as it had been when she 'd left live night.

'' Yes. I 'm in the kitchen. '' He said, taking a steadying breath to chill out his nerves.

When she strolled into the room, he was afraid to piddle eye contact so he grabbed his cellphone and stared at the lacuna cover like a fool. From underneath his lash he watched her set down her backpack and walk towards him. He wondered if she could sniff out his guilt because he reeked of it.

snuff ... Oh God. He groaned inwardly, and set down his headphone so he could quickly adjust his bloomers and hide his growing erection.

'' The concert was spectacular ! It was really astonishing ! ``

'' Good. I 'm glad- ''

He did n't birth time to perk up himself for the impact of her eubstance colliding with his.

'' Thank you so much for letting me go ! '' She sighed, happily, tightening her implements of war around his neck and holding him close.

He closed his eyes. Had n't those lips kissed his cock last night ? No, no. They hadn't.

Fuck. He needed to get a clutches. He needed to get out of the house and clear his head.

'' I 'm glad you had fun, sweetie. '' He untangled himself from her long arms.

'' Listen, dayspring, I have to run an errand. You should hit the books for your math mental test while I 'm gone. ``

Without waiting for a reply, James IV grabbed his billfold and car key fruit, and hurried out the door.

Once he was in his car, he glanced down at his strong dick. If he had n't have gone so long without sex, this never would cause happened ! What was he going to do ?

***

He 'd been driving around town for an 60 minutes, praying to God for help when he was struck with a wonderful idea.

Taking a proper spell at the igniter, he stopped at a coffee shop by his home. He 'd been there many prison term and he was on a first figure basis with one of the servers, Paula.

She was pretty, with sort, mocha-colored centre, a cute tip-tilted nose and curly dark-brown hairsbreadth that could n't be tamed. She had an olive complexion and was very voluptuous.

He knew she had a crush on him. She always wore a shy grin on her lips and her buttock would release ping whenever they spoke. Half the time his coffee was `` on the house. '' So he was n't surprised when she agreed to go out for drinks the following night.

It was the utter program. Paula would be the magical cure for the wickedness that lurked in his idea. She could hire guardianship of his needs.

cockcrow would n't be well-chosen about him dating again. She did n't want somebody new to take her female parent 's position. No one ever would but this was necessary.

***

The succeeding day, time flew by and ten minutes before he had to will he worked up the bravery to narrate Dawn.

'' Hey. I 'm going out for drinks tonight, princess. '' His tone was insouciant but the nervous feeling in the pit of his stomach was real.

'' Oh, with Greg ? He 's such a bad influence, '' she joked, walking into the living room, and tying her hairsbreadth back in a ponytail.

'' No ... I 'm going out with Paula. '' He inched his way to the door.

'' Paula ? '' The sweet smile that curved her lips vanished and she dropped her hands, letting her hair topple down her back.

'' Yeah, you know, the cleaning woman who works at the cafe down the road. ``

'' So ... you 're like, what, going on a date ? '' Her aqua-colored eyes narrowed, making him squirm.

'' No, no. Just beverage. '' With sex on the side.

Dawn crossed her arms. `` Oh. '' she replied, her voice flat.

'' You do n't like her ? '' He nervously thumbed his car keys.

'' She 's genteel but she 's not very pretty. Her squeaky vocalism gets on my nervus, too. ``

'' dawn. ``

'' What ? All I 'm saying is that you could do respectable. '' He caught her eyes roaming from his combed, sandy blonde hair to his clean-shaven face and buttoned-down shirt.

He 'd chosen a equip navy blue sky shirt, rolled the sleeves up to his tan forearms and left the top two clitoris undone. When it came to his pants, he could n't decide between trunks or slacks so he settled on a distich of shadow, disconsolate blue jean. They were snug but they were the only 1 that were n't covered in dirt and plant life fertilizer.

'' Well, I do n't know about that, but hey, I have to go. ``

'' What time will you be home ? '' She pried, following him to the door.

'' Oh, I, um, I 'm going to be out all night ... ''

Before she could respond, he roughly twisted the doorknob and walked outside. He did n't need to see the injury spirit in her eyes. If only she knew his reliable motive. No, scratch that he 'd hold his arcanum to the grave ...

****

St. James met Paula at the bar and he actually had a fun clock time. They hung out until `` last birdcall '' and he got drunk on gibe of tranquil amber whiskey. Not enough to ruin his carrying out but enough to forget about his daughter and her little red panties.

The minute they stumbled into Paula 's sign of the zodiac, she attacked him like a sex-starved lioness. It made his cock jump to life.

Without taking the metre to change by reversal on the luminance, he stumbled into the dark kitchen and wrapped his custody around her curvy waist.

Paula crushed her lips to his, kissing him with an intensity that he had n't felt in a long time.

'' I 've fantasized about this for month, James. I 'm so screwing horny and wet. '' She purred, running her hired hand up and down his hairless chest.

He reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. His muscular arms flexed as he threw it on a chair.

He took off his shoe and socks, then yanked down both his boxers and pants in one smooth motion.

Paula uttered an appreciative moan.

'' You look like a God and your cock is so big ! I ca n't wait for you to have it off me with that colossus. ``

With athirst eyes he watched Paula unzip her summer dress and when she lowered her arms the garment slipped down her body and pooled around her high-heeled feet.

Her naked eubstance was a splendid tidy sum to behold but even in his drunken stupor, his nous drifted to the benighted position. He could n't help but compare Paula and dawning.

His daughter was lithe and had a tight, firm ass and perky tits that defied gravity.

Paula on the early bridge player, was a woman in her prime. She had wide pelvis, her tit were backbreaking on her chest and her twat was pronounced by a small landing flight strip of pubic hair.

Stalking up to her, he gently pushed her down onto her knees. She kneeled in straw man of him like a willing sex slave and eagerly took his cock into her mouth.

He groaned at the contact, his prick twitching against her wet clapper. It felt so good.

Paula was experienced and recognize how to please a man but he imagined his girl 's tongue soaring along his shaft.

intellection of his lovely girl kept running through his mind and spoil him.

Yanking Paula onto her substructure, he bent her over the kitchen table.

'' Oh, God, yes ! make me like this ! '' She wiggled her ass and rested her brass against the cedar surface.

King James plunged his thick cock between her folds and deep into her pussy.

It was amazing but even while he fucked her, his thoughts kept drifting to his girl until he finally gave in. He was glad that he had Paula hang over the board. It made it easier for him to imagine his daughter moaning in the night shadows while he pumped his seminal fluid in her cunt.

His cock pulsed and he almost moaned dawn 's name when he shot his load in Paula 's quivering pussy.

'' Baby, that was amazing. ''

Paula was a decent fuck and he prayed that the more he fucked her, the more his attraction for her would turn and immerse the thoughts of his daughter. At the very least, cumming in Paula 's hot cunt would prevent him from soiling his daughter 's panties.

***

When he arrived home the next morning, Dawn was stomping around the house. Her fuzz was messy and she had dark band under her eyes. Had she been stewing all night ?

'' Did you have fun on your date ? Oh, excuse me, CASUAL DRINKS ? '' She asked, hurling satire at him.

Jesse James sighed. `` Honey, it 's been a year. ``

She clenched her fist and advanced on him. `` I do n't care ! I ca n't believe you went on a date ! ``

'' You do n't want me to be happy ? ``

'' I thought I made you happy ! ``

'' You do ! You know, I love you to a greater extent than life. '' He threw his Francis Scott Key on the coffee table.

'' Yeah, uh huh. '' She flung her helping hand out dismissively before crossing her blazonry and snapping her back talk shut so tightly that the vividness drained from her lips.

This was ridiculous. `` Why are you so pissed off ? ``

'' I 'm not pissed off ! ``

'' Really ? Because you look like just like your mother whenever she was pissed. ``

'' Oh, NOW you decide to suppose of her ? ! ``

'' Damn it, Dawn ! That 's not comely ! ``

'' I do n't lie with why you want to add someone new to the picture when I give you everything you need and want ! '' Her verbalism was fierce, centre blazing.

As her choler rose, so did his and his warmheartedness pounded in his chest.

'' You give me everything ? Really ? What about sex ? Do you fucking give me that ? ! I 'm a man who has n't had sex in a God darn year ! I 'm a human being being for God 's rice beer ! ``

Dawn 's eyes widened in horror and she took a step back as if he 'd slapped her.

He should n't receive said that but she needed to know what he was going through.

'' dada ! THAT 'S DISGUSTING ! ``

'' Well, then check arguing with me ! ``

'' That 's so gross ! '' Her face scrunched up as if there was a foul odor in the air.

'' I 'm just trying to explain ! No one will ever compare to your mother but I ca n't live a life of celibacy ! And, I mean, I would like to fall in sexual love again ... '' It was true but he had n't thought about that very much.

The fiery look in Dawn 's eyes dimmed and James watched her choler roll down her body and into the story. She plopped down on the couch, ending the battle.

'' Okay ... I 'm sorry I got upset. ``

He sighed and sat down beside her, his shoulders heavy with exhaustion.

'' It 's okay, princess. I 'm pitiful too. '' He replied, taking her deal in his. Her hide was warm and and her brushed his thumbs over her knuckles. Truce ? ``

'' Truce. '' She replied, with a small smile.

'' unspoilt, because I 'm starving and you 're a better cook than I am. ``

***

A few weeks passed but no matter how many clock time James fucked Paula, the `` miracle cure '' was n't working. His girl was just too tempting.

Since sex was n't working, drinking became his new best friend. It was the only weapon he had left that could disquiet him from hunting through the hamper.

It usually worked.

However, one nighttime when his daughter was at Candice 's house, and after taking one too many whiskey shots, he broke into the bathroom like a thief looking for jewels.

prickling inflammation raced down his spine when he found a pair of blue cotton wool pantie lying in the corner of the basket. She must suffer worn them a mates days prior because they were wet from her juices.

The genitalia had hardened into an outline of her sassing and footling nub and was slightly indented, as if it had been tucked between her sheepfold. It formed a perfect tense camel-toe and he rubbed his thumb against the textile, stroking it as if he was stroking her.

Henry James shamelessly lifted his daughter 's panties to his lips and licked the garment until it was wet with his saliva. He cupped his globe with the drenched piece of cotton and massaged his sack while stroking his cock with his release hand.

Pre-cum leaked from the tumefy tip and he watched the bead roll down his light beam like a raindrop before it seeped into the textile. Another few spurts spilled from the shiny chief and he used the warm up liquid to lubricate his tool. When it slid in and out of his fist with ease, he picked up the pace.

'' Fuck, princess. You taste so sound. I want to bat your wet little pussy. ``

He pictured himself lying between her open thigh with his head buried in her scrumptious snatch. He imagined her trembling in the throes of pleasure as she came all over his face.

His shaft pulsed as he rolled his sensitive glob in silk. He was ready to burst.

A wave of euphoria swept through him and the number 1 few shots of cum landed on the wall before he capped the spurting tip with her wadded up, sky blueness panties. They had n't stood a chance.

Afterwards, he tossed the soiled pair back into the hamper and then stumbled out of the toilet. He needed celebratory shaft after christening her panties with his seed.

***

The next day, he woke up to his daughter 's sharp voice.

'' Are you okay ? ``

'' Huh ? '' He was groggy and his head was pounding loud, obnoxious bongo drums.

'' Why are you on the floor ? ``

'' What ? ``

King James rubbed his eyes and when he managed to open them, he was blinded by sunlight streaming through his sleeping accommodation window.

Wait. Was this his bedroom ?

He glanced around. Yes, he was indeed lying on his bedroom floor. He vaguely remembered walking through the door.

Suddenly break of day broke into his thoughts.

'' I know what you did in the privy last night, Dad. ``

She only called him 'Dad'when she was really furious at him.

'' You-you do ? ``

'' Yes ! So do n't try and deny it ! '' Searing blue middle met his, a feeling of disgust on her face.

Oh, God ! She knew his secret ! She must have found her blue panties in the hamper ! He 'd inebriate them in cum and had forgotten to rinse them out !

He could see her now, sorting through their clothes and sticking her fingers in goo.

'' I did n't do anything ! '' He choked on bile that crawled up his raw throat.

'' You did n't do anything ? ! You got wasted and puked all over the bathroom level ! You even puked in the sink and bath ! ``

'' I did ? '' Fuck. He needed to end drinking.

'' Yes ! And you know what else ? When I got home I was greeted by people fucking on tv ! You were watching porn last Night ! I did n't want to make out that ! ``

'' Shit. ``

'' THEN, I come in here and chance you dead on the level ! ``

'' I 'm so grim, babygirl. I did n't realize I 'd gotten so plastered. ``

Even though he 'd puked his guts out, he did n't care.

Thank God Dawn did n't do it his dirty secret.

'' I 'll strip up the lav. '' He said, wiping baloney away from the recession his mouth.

'' I already did it. I 'm going to do laundry. ``

'' No ! '' He quickly stood up and fell back down. The room was spinning.

'' I 'll do the wash. You 've had to scavenge up enough for one day. ``

'' okey, then, I 'm going for a swimming but please, please do n't get that rummy again. I do n't like to see you like that. ``

She shook her top dog and then ran her hands through her beautiful hair, smoothing it back down.

He could secernate she was bowl over and he inwardly sighed. `` Okay, princess. I promise. ``

***

Even though Saint James the Apostle almost got captivate, he could n't bar now, especially after he told break of the day that he 'd block imbibing.

He was addicted and a few days later, after getting home base from Paula 's theater, he snuck upstairs. He was headed towards the bathroom when he heard Dawn and Candice talking in her room.

'' So you and Jim had sex Fri dark, Dawn ? ``

That was all James needed to get word before he crossed the dorm and pressed his ear against his daughter 's sleeping room door.

'' Yeah we did. ``

'' Did it suffer ? I know he was your number one. ``

'' Yes. It really hurt. It was the spoiled five moment of my lifespan. He just stabbed me over and over with his scrawny pencil gumshoe. He knew I wanted to try viva and I thought he 'd go down on me to serve get me wet but he said that going down on a missy was earthy. ``

'' He did n't get you wet ? ! ``

'' No. So I did n't see or finger fireworks like you said. At least I did n't bear to suck his dick. God, I 'm so over him. ``

'' Where was your dad ? ``

'' At Paula 's sign. He spends the night at her property all the time. I feel like he 's keeping something from me. He gets jolting whenever I 'm near but it could be my imagination. ``

'' Your dad is reasonably hot. ``

King James jerked his psyche back and looked at the door before resuming his position.

He did n't know Candice thought he was attractive. Wow. If she thought he was hot, maybe his girl ...

'' Candice ! Eww ! That 's gross ! ``

'' What ? Your dad is Whitney Young for his age and totally in Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe. Have you seen those gun ? He 's successful, kind and he treats you like a princess and he treated your mom like a queen. Plus, he waited a whole yr before meeting individual. I bet he fucks like a boss too. ``

'' Candice ! ``

'' I know he 's your dad, but do n't you think he 's a smashing catch ? ``

'' Hmm ... I guess he is ... But I 'd NEVER receive sex with him. ``

'' Even if he could fire you up like a pyrotechnic ? ``

There was a pause and St. James the Apostle held his breathing place waiting for his daughter to answer.

'' Fine, let 's say, `` Never say never ! ``

They started giggling.

James River exhaled. He did n't hump that three petty words could make his dick so hard.

He leaned his os frontale against the cool door.

'' Oh ! morning ! Let 's go shopping ! We could go to Bella 's dress shop. I need new lingerie for my date tomorrow night and they just unveiled the new 'Midnight ambition'aggregation ! ``

'' Yeah, I really want the black silk panties. You know, the ace with silver lace trim. Too bad I 'm broke. ``

'' Let 's go anyway, please. ``

The room was quiet for a import before James heard the bed creak and soft footfall move towards the door.

'' hoot ! '' He gasped, tripping backwards and crashing into the bulwark behind him. He got the lead knocked out of him but he quickly turned and headed for his room. He was almost inside his seaport when he slammed his knee against the doorframe.

It must experience been karma for spying on his daughter.

'' papa ? '' aurora called out as they walked into the hallway. `` He 's probably downstairs in the kitchen. ``

'' I 'm in here. '' He groaned, rubbing his aching knee.

'' Oh hey, we 're going to go to the mall. '' Dawn said nibbling on her fundament lip.

His eyes were transfixed on the pink spell of flesh.

He could only imagine what his gorgeous daughter would look like in the midnight fateful panties with silver trim. They 'd probably finger nice against her bare skin and hug her hips. They 'd probably cod up in the backrest and dig in between her cute bottom cheeks. Then of form, there was her puss, her delicate, lovely flower, caressed by expensive silk ...

'' dad ? ``

'' What ? Oh, drear. I 've had a lot on my mind. Do you need some money ? '' He walked over to the dresser and grabbed his pocketbook. He shuffled through his Johnny Cash before handing her a fifty-dollar bill.

'' Wow ! Thanks ! ``

'' You 're welcome. You 've been doing great in school and you deserve a treat. Take it and have fun. ``

'' Awesome ! I love you ! '' She shouted, before running out the door.

***

A few hours passed and when she came home he saw a small red shopping bag in her hand.

'' Hi, baby. What did you buy ? ``

'' Oh just a T-shirt. It 's null fancy but I 'm going to go try it on. ``

James waited and when Dawn came back downstairs, her eyes were sparkling like risque diamonds.

She must have bought the panty at the boutique because the `` new '' shirt she was wearing was n't new.

'' I thought you already had that shirt ? ``

'' No, I just bought it. '' She diverted her eyes and coughed.

He grinned, vivid, drear fantasies already swirling in his mind. He was eager to see if she bought the new lingerie but he would n't detect out until she went to bed.

***

Day slowly crawled to Nox and when Dawn told him that she was going to subscribe a shower and then go to bed, he started sweating.

His right human foot nervously tapped the ground in sync with the ticking grandfather clock. It was like New Year 's Eve and every passage second brought him closelipped to popping open the champagne.

Half an hour later, he heard the thundering water turn off.

After emerging from the bathroom, break of the day trotted downstairs. Her hair was damp and she was wearing a light greenness tank top and blue air tee shirt shorts. He could tell that she was n't wearing a bra and her lissom tit jiggled when she sauntered up to him. bit.do/MyPussY

He was sitting in the recliner and he was surprised when she stepped between his legs. Her smooth, bare second joint pressed against his. Her eyes dilated and she held his gaze.

She 'd never looked at him the way she was staring at him now. His center roamed over her face and when he watched her pretty pink sass part, he swallowed the chunk in his pharynx. His eyes travelled modest and he realized her mammilla were hard little pebbles. Was it because of him ? The sight made his hammer thicken in his shorts.

He tried to figure out what had changed. Why there was a hint of lust in her eyes ...

Then he remembered Candice and the conversation from earlier in the day. Never say never.

Maybe it had opened aurora 's centre and for a moment, she saw him as a man, not as her father. Or maybe it was all in his head.

'' Thank you again for the money. ``

Her voice was quiet like a soft saltation rain.

'' Of course, sweetheart. I 'd do anything to delight you. ''

Instinctively, she leaned towards him and her lilac shampoo embraced him.

He dug his sweaty fingers into the hot seat to prevent from reaching out and touching her. His cock was twitching in his short and when he shifted his weighting he heard a lowly gasp.

She was staring at his crotch and kept blinking as if she could n't trust what she was seeing.

The longer she stared, the thicker it grew.

'' Is there something else you want from me ? Anything I can do for you ? '' His voice dropped several octaves.

Her gaze shot up from the bulge between his stage and the blush on her face spread down her neck.

He knew the spell was broken.

'' No, no. I-I just wanted to tell you that I 'm going to bed. '' When she pressed her lip to his cheek, he felt the kiss race through his vena like hot lava.

'' I love you. ``

'' I love you too, princess. Sweet aspiration. ``

***

Once she went to bed, he sat in the recliner for another hour, fidgeting like a crazy crack addict.

This was n't intelligent and he realized that fucking Paula would never bring around him. He should n't take dragged her into this. He 'd been selfish and he needed to let her go.

Saint James the Apostle rubbed his forehead in thought. Tomorrow, he 'd snap off things off.

After locking up the house and turning off the luminosity, he quietly walked upstairs. He hoped Dawn was asleep because he could n't wait another instant to stag around in the bathroom.

He snuck into the bathroom and silently cheered when he saw her new, ignominious pantie in the laundry basket.

James snatched them up and then hurried into his room. They were still warm and the crotch was moist. It was a danger to she-bop when she was home but he needed a fix.

Once he was safely in his way, he took off all of his wearing apparel and climbed into bed.

Lying on his binding with his head propped up against the pillows, he examined the expensive garment. They were made for sluts and were the sexiest duet his daughter owned. They were n't his favorite though. It was the silky wine-red panties that drove him wild.

He lifted the new lingerie to his nose and breathed in until his lungs hurt. They smelled brand new, like the lightly perfumed tissue paper they 'd come in but they were also covered with her exotic perfume. The crotch was coated with her dew and he stuck out his natural language, eager to lick and suck the o.k. material.

They tasted like fresh dear and when his prick started aching, he wrapped them around his long, ridged shaft.

He wanted to make his time with these. They were after all, virgins.

He slowly pumped them up and down in his blotto fist before circling his mushroom cloud head with the slick privates. With his free bridge player, he gently rolled and tugged on his balls, loving the pleasurable hotshot that coursed through his body.

His dirty judgement drifted and he closed his eyes. He slipped out of reality and imagined that he was fucking his daughter 's little rima oris, getting it nice and wet before easing into her squiffy cunt.

'' That 's it Dawn, take daddy 's big peter. You 're such a spicy female child. ``

He tried his best not to speed but the silk licking his cock was overwhelming. He picked up the pace and lifted his ass off the bed, humping the air.

Releasing his balls he dragged his hand through his hair and gripped the string. They were soaked with elbow grease and stuck to his forehead.

'' Yes, you like daddy 's turncock, do n't you ? You want to be daddy 's good girl. You want me to cum in your confection piffling twat. ``

He 'd never been so turned on by a minor piece of clothing.

Suddenly her heard a crisp ingestion of breathing time followed by a squeak.

Jolted out of his gamey fantasy, his gaze nip to the door. In the dim light he saw Dawn standing in his bedroom. He could see her eye which, were as bright and as Brobdingnagian as the full lunation. Her mouth was hanging open as if her jaw was broken and a million verbalism scoot across her fount, undeniable shock the burnished beacon of all.

He knew what she saw ... Her loving beginner, lying in bed, completely raw, moaning her public figure and jerking off like a horny schoolboy.

Her eyes were glued to her black panty and James grunted. He could n't stop now.

His consistency was corded with muscles that rippled and flexed as he stroked his throbbing peter. He was on the precipice of a mind-blowing orgasm.

Their eyes met, turning him on even more and just when was about to cum, his daughter fled from the room.

fuck hell ! He had to go after her !

Releasing his shaft was like ripping away duck tape and he groaned in consternation. He 'd been so close to release !

He stumbled out of bed and ran into the G. Stanley Hall. Luckily, he was faster than her and she was only two steps down the steps before he grabbed her around her waist and lifted her into the air.

'' Nooo ! '' She cried out in fright as he carried her back into his room.

She dug her short nails into his arm and even though it did n't injure, he tightened his grasp around her midsection. When his drooling cock dragged across her ass, he remembered that he was naked.

'' pa ! Let me go ! Stop ! ``

'' morning ! Calm down ! Let me explain ! '' He was n't trying to scare her but he could n't let her exit until she heard him out.

'' You 're sick ! I 'm going to visit the cops ! ``

'' No, no ! Just cool it down ! '' bullshit. He did n't want to go to jail.

She squirmed in his arms like a wiggling fish and because of it, his finger's breadth groped every in of her succulent body.

As his arm slid in high spirits up her waistline, it slipped under the hem of her shirt and creeped up her tummy until his forearm was pressed against the smooth underside of her breasts.

He groaned and she screamed.

Henry James clamped his free handwriting over her mouthpiece, afraid she 'd wake the neighbors.

'' I just want to let the cat out of the bag ! ``

She shook her fountainhead and continued to campaign and in a instant of weakness he indulged in his iniquity phantasy.

He bent the arm around her waist until he could conjure his hand eminent under her shirt and cup one of her jiggling titty. He squeezed the cushy, arrant orb with his finger and when his thumb brushed back and forth across her nipple, it blossomed in response.

He 'd wanted to touch her untested, fresh body for so long that it was hard to stop.

'' God, you feel so expert. '' He moaned as his hand wandered over her soft skin.

Her hot breathing time puffed against the palm of his hired man and he gently pinned her down on the bed, his free weight pressing her into the plush mattress.

He took his manus off her mouth and grabbed her carpus. He raised them over her psyche and nuzzled her neck.

'' aurora. '' Her sweet name was rough on his tongue.

'' What 's wrong with you ? '' She shouted in confusedness and fear. `` Get off of me ! ``

'' I ca n't, babygirl. I 've been horny for calendar month. ``

She wiggled beneath him, unknowingly grinding against him. His hard pecker slid up and down against her second joint and even though she was fully clothed it felt wonderful.

He knew he could give her so very much pleasance if she let him. Maybe he could decide with a kiss, just one kiss.

Lowering his forefront, he pressed his mouthpiece against hers.

She whimpered in answer and tried to jerk her fountainhead away but he firmly gripped her chin, holding her in place.

His buss was anything but fatherly. He swiped his natural language back and forth across her sass before working it into her warm up, wet back talk. She tasted like hazardous cherry red and he moaned in satisfaction.

He needed that kiss so badly that he greedily stole it from her. He was relentless.

The minutes that ticked by felt like decades and to his surprisal she relaxed, just a niggling bit. Each swipe of his tongue weakened her denial and he explored her mouth, claiming her like a buff.

He deepened the candy kiss, entwining his tongue with hers, rolling, probing, stroking her.

Her eyes fluttered shut and an unvoluntary moan hummed against his lips. He was surprised when she tentatively kissed him back, licking his lingua and nibbling his bottom lip.

When he finally came up for air and released her chin, she whipped her head word to the side and pressed her face against the pillow, embarrassed and horrified that she gave into the kiss that left her breathless and disarmed.

She tried to discount the warm shake ran down her spine as he kissed his way up her neck opening, feeling her pulse race beneath her frail flesh.

He captured her earlobe between his lips and sucked on the drop end. He was so turned on, he never wanted to let her go.

'' Please let me do this, princess. I promise I wo n't hurt you. ``

Releasing her hands, he clutched the can hem of her shirt and slowly lifted it up and over her head.

He expected her to strike and punch him but she modestly covered her bare breasts with her munition.

He curled his fingers around her wrists, gently pulled her hands away. `` I want to see you. ``

'' But this is amiss. ``

'' I know, but I need this. Will you be a safe girl for Daddy ? ''

He cupped her breasts together and buried his face in her cleavage. Her pink ring of color were the size of it of flatware dollar bill and topped with pinko nipples.

Dawn arched her back when he pinched each blooming bud between his tooth and tugged. He took his time, enjoying her, suckling her nipples and licking the plump undersurface of her breast. When he tried to drive her whole white meat into his oral fissure she shuddered and he was n't sure if it was from veneration or pleasure.

'' Did Jim work out these pretty nipples ? '' He knew the resolution was no but jealousy prickled his skin. That boy had taken her virginity, not him.

'' Wh-what ? ``

'' The kid you fucked Friday Night. ``

Her cheeks turned scarlet. `` How do you- ''

'' I overheard you and Candice talking about sex. I also heard that he never went down on you ... I could open you a firework show you 'd never forget. ``

His warm, calloused script brazenly slipped down her organic structure as he trailed feather-light buss down her ribcage and flat breadbasket. When his sass brushed against her pajama undersurface, she tried to sit up.

'' No, bar. ``

He placed the palm of his paw on her smooth stomach and gently pinned her back down.

'' Honey, relax. I told you that I was n't going to ache you. ``

'' I know but this is incest. '' She choked on the foul Logos but he could tell she was torn between surrendering to pleasure or revolting against it.

How could something so heavenly be so sinful ?

If she wanted to leave he would let her go but when she did n't squeeze him away, he continued his pursuance with trembling fingers.

When he gently tugged down her shorts, he almost shot his load, correctly then and there.

She was wearing his favorite wine-red scanty and there was a large wet spot soaking the small material between her thighs.

He moaned, pride swelling within his chest.

He 'd throw her wet. dear, he wanted to sprain her on.

'' I love your red panties. I 've been masturbating with your underwear for the a few months. I like to imagine you wearing them after I 've soiled them with my cum. ``

She started panting, listening to the revolting confession pouring from his lips.

Moving farther down her lithe soundbox, he nudged her knees apart so he could lie down between her slender legs.

She looked as unacquainted as an holy man and just as glorious. She was a precious offering and he felt unworthy ... But he 'd make water it up to her by giving her an earth-shattering orgasm.

James IV reached up and brushed a fortunate Strand of tomentum out of her face before stroking her cheek in a soothing manner.

'' I 'm going to tease you until you beg me to let you cum. '' His part was a husky rustle, filled with night promise.

Dawn 's center locked on his but she bit down on her lip and did n't protest.

Lowering his head, he kissed the top of her pile before licking her kitty-cat right field through her pantie.

The fabric was a thin barrier and his tongue on her clitoris was like electric jolt to her senses.

She gasped in surprise and gripped the sheet as another rising tide of succus seeped into the textile. She was mortified.

Not only was her daddy licking her pussy but he was tasting her through her step-in which made the experience even kinkier. She felt naughty. However, the thing that embarrassed her the most was how incredibly wet she was.

St. James slid his fingers through the lace trimmed leg holes and her soundbox spasmed when his knuckle brushed against her wet folds.

He pinched the material together and yanked her pantie up to her belly button, giving her a blind drunk wedgie.

The expensive fighting of cloth dug between her parted back talk and plump brass and like pulling on a puppet chain, her ass guessing off the bed.

William James leaned forward and probed her hot sum with the the tip of his knife, then yanked the material taut, grinding the wet fabric against her sensitive gem.

'' OHH ! '' Her oculus popped open as she looked down between her peg.

He released his detention only to hook his fingers underneath the waistband of her panties.

'' I would tear these off of you but they 're my favorite. '' His breathing was labored and his soundbox hummed with desire.

Like a dark storm, she tensed, static filling the room as he slowly tugged the garment down her thighs, all the way to her fundament until they slipped off her cute toes.

A soft halo of light illuminated her curvature and he moaned when he saw her in all her gloriole.

Her pussy was beautiful. She really was as lovely as Aphrodite. Her mound was shaved bare, her little clitoris was heavy and her folds were swollen and slightly parted, exposing her pink center.

As he drew penny-pinching to her flower, he inhaled the sweet redolence. He traced a circle around her outer flexure with his flabby knife, moving an inch above her clitoris and an in below her rosebud. He circled her sex over and over before pressing his mouth peak against her cunt.

Dawn groaned and threaded her finger through his tomentum. She did n't pull him close-fitting but she did n't push him away either.

Saint James the Apostle moved his lips against her sleek petal and dipped the tip of his lingua into her afters center, giving her a lavish Gallic kiss and drawing out her delicious love from the source.

Riddled with hungriness, he drank from her like a fresh outpouring.

When he swirled his tongue around her pearl for the first time, she swiftly, clenched her legs around his head.

'' OH GOD, dad ! '' Her respiration hitched and her hip bucked forward.

He 'd barely touched her and she was already begging for more. Closing his sass around her spiritualist clit, he fluttered his tongue against her tingling nub like a hummingbird and licked her pussy like a delicious ice cream cone.

A very unladylike moan passed through her innocuous sass and she firmly grabbed the dorsum of his headland.

She begged for more than by rotating her coxa and bucking against his face with abandon.

'' papa, DO N'T STOP ! IT FEELS SO good ! ``

He would n't. God above could n't receive dragged him away from her delicious minuscule pussy.

He buried his face deeper between her pegleg and worked her into a frenzy.

She grabbed his whisker and pinned his header against her orchid and tightened her thighs in a headlock around his face.

'' YES ! RIGHT THERE ! ``

Her raw grunts and drawn out moan were a symphony birdsong to his ears. A lick here for a moan, a nibble there for a gasp. He played her like an instrument and her body quivered under his tongue.

James'dick was pinned against the bed, precum soaking the sheets. Every once in awhile he grounded his hips against the mattress and little sparks of joy sizzled through his body.

He grabbed her loaded teenage ass and spread her goat cheeks. With saliva and her ambrosia on his glossa he licked her puckered rosebud.

'' AHH ! OHH ! FUCK ! DADDY ! '' she was so faithful to exploding.

She bucked off the bed as he tickled her forbidden, Virgin bud. Her nerve-endings lighting up with every motion-picture show and small lick.

He probed and swirled, nudging her closer and finisher to the edge of bliss. When he pushed one, then two fingers into her drip slit, she cried out like a siren song and he stroked the frontal paries of her pussy.

He was relentless, his fingers and knife drawing out her orgasm with masterful precision and skill.

'' OH DADDY, I 'M GON NA CUM ! I- ''

Ignited like a blazing firework of pleasure, an electric wave surged from her core and coursed through her veins.

He knew from the way she skyrocketed off the bed and the primal moan she uttered before drenching his human face with cum. It was the sweetest nectar he 'd ever tasted, newly from her first orgasm.

Her body spasmed and danced before flickering away like a track of dimming arc. Only then did she collapse back on the bed, completely sated.

With feather-light brushes, he licked her clean, cognisant that she was still sensitive.

When he finally emerged and took a breath, he almost groaned. The air was stale without her intoxicating perfume. He wanted to dive back between her legs but she grabbed his hand and he moved up the bed and laid down on his back, beside her.

They were tacit for awhile, the only sound in the way was that of their easy ventilation and whacking nub.

'' Are you going to call the cop ? '' James asked tentatively, running a hand through his hair.

'' I could. What you did was legal injury. ``

'' I know. '' The wrongness of it was like a boulder swinging back and Forth above his head. The minute he faced reality it would crush him.

'' I 'm your girl and you forced yourself on me. ``

'' I-I know and I 'm so regretful. ``

'' I should hate you ... but I do n't. ``

'' You do n't ? ``

'' No ... But how long have you been, ya know, jacking off with my step-in ? ``

Saint James the Apostle face grew hot with embarrassment.

'' Since the night of the concert. You left your wet wearing apparel in the hallway and when I saw your red scanty, I could n't stop myself from playing them. ``

She nodded, considering his words.

'' I 've been so horny since your female parent passed away but I knew moving on would offend you. ``

morning swallowed hard but did n't speak.

'' After using your panty, you were all I thought about. I thought fucking Paula would be a unspoilt misdirection but I was already hooked. ``

'' waiting, that 's why you are with Paula ? So that you would contain cerebration of me ? ``

'' Yes. That 's why I was seeing her. I 'm going to die affair off tomorrow. I 'm so sorry. I should regret what I did but I do n't. Not after this. ``

Dawn squeezed his hand.

'' dada. I 'm not going to cry the cops. ``

'' Why not ? ``

'' Because I love you and I did n't realize that you 've been suffering because of me. ``

'' None of this is your fault. You did n't do anything wrong. '' He growled with sentence before softening his pugnacious tone of articulation. `` You 're my angel. You mean everything to me. ``

She flashed him a brilliantly beautiful smile and he was surprised when she cuddled up to him.

'' I was scared at first but then when you made me cum ... Wow, I 've never felt anything so electric ! ``

He rubbed her bland stomach with the ribbon of his hand and then reached for her breasts. He lazily swirled his pointer finger around her taut nipple. He had to keep touching because it all had to be a dream. He pinched her nipple and when she gasped, very much awake, his dick thumped against his abs.

morning gazed down at it, truly seeing his naked cock for the first time.

'' pop, you 're still grueling. ``

'' Yeah. '' St. James the Apostle laughed. `` I 'm about to burst. I 'm going to give birth to jack up off once you go back to bed. '' He would n't ask her to stay even though he ached for more. She 'd let him taste her and that was enough.

'' I do n't want to leave. I want to hold you sense proficient too. What would make you feel good ? ``

'' A blowjob. '' He joked but she nodded.

'' okey. ``

'' No, no. I was just teasing. ``

'' But I want to take in your dick. I just do n't know how to do it. ``

'' I can help guide on you ... If you 're for certain you want to do it. ``

'' I am. ``

'' If you get scared then tell me at any time and I promise I 'll stop. ``

'' okeh. ``

'' We 'll set forth slacken. ``

dawn sat up, determination brightening her eyes.

'' get-go, lie down between my wooden leg, the way I laid down between yours and wrap your hand around my putz. ''

His cock was a few shades darker than his skin flavor and when her palm curled around the shaft, a drop cloth of precum sprouted from the tip.

She stared at it, as if mesmerized.

'' Babygirl. Gently squeeze it, give it a stroke, get used to the way it feels. ''

'' okey, daddy. ``

'' Good. Now I want you to buss and lick the psyche like a sucker. Get it decent and wet. ``

When her warm tongue swam over the tip, a low growl escaped from his chest and his shaft pulsed in her hand. That felt fucking good.

'' Like that ? '' She asked, innocently.

He had n't realized he 'd closed his eye and when he looked down at her, he started panting.

She 'd tilted her chin up to meet his eyes and the feeling of trust and desire he saw lighting them blew him away.

'' Y-yes, just like that, sweetie. ``

'' And now ? ``

'' What ? ``

'' pa, what 's next ? ``

'' Oh. Slide your lips over the crown and- ''

She took the slippery school principal into her back talk and without any suggestion, swirled the tip of her tongue around the basis of the mushroom top dog.

When it passed over a little gibbousness on the bottom of his tool, King James I thrust his hip up in surprise and a low moan of pleasure slid through his lips.

She must deliver sensed he liked that because she flicked her tongue back and Forth against the seam before sucking and milking the head with her tightening lips.

'' Holy fuck, Dawn ! '' He tangled his fingers through her hair, keeping her steady. His body was shivering and he wanted to thrust his pelvic arch up and bury his throbbing prick in her throat.

'' Low-lower your top dog and ... nookie ... slide it into your backtalk ... watch your dentition, baby. ``

She flattened her natural language and drool coated his throbbing shaft. in by inch, he watched his shaft disappear between her moderately lips and slipperiness into her warm, wet mouth.

She barely had half of him in and her boldness already puffed out in an imaginable size.

It felt like so good, incredibly good.

She swallowed too often, too fast and when she gagged, she started to sit up.

He tightened his hold in her hair.

'' Oh christ, sweetie. Please, do n't stop, you 're doing so well. ``

She nodded, determination once again replacing her concern and she took him deeper into her mouth.

He had n't even told her to jack him off or knead his nut but her instincts seemed to adopt over because she began sucking him off like her life depended on it.

She wanted to please him and he praised her for it.

'' Yes ! God ! Yesss ! '' earth tremor ran through his nerves and he felt light-headed.

She was learning to open her throat and control her gag reflex with every inward thrust of his cock.

Masterful skills that took many women years to learn, came naturally to her. Or maybe he was just punch-drunk on lust knowing his gorgeous daughter was sucking him off.

She tighten her suitcase and when she slid her fist from the alkali to the tip, she rolled her ovolo over the head. Precum spilled from the slit and she spread it around the spiritualist caput, making it slick and burnished.

Then she slid her hired hand back down, her mouth trailing behind it.

He could n't address. He could n't cogitate but his cock pulsed begging for more.

She swirled her tongue around his throbbing erection, bobbing her headway up and down his massive length.

Electrical sparks shot down his arms to his manus and and he gripped the rear of her read/write head and pushed her wet sass all the way down on his quill, making her take back every inch until her nose pressed against his abs.

She choked around his cinch and her throat constricted around the blockheaded head.

Panicking, she dug her nails into his second joint and tried to sit up but he did n't let go.

He groaned as he tightly cradled her header against his consistency and rocked his pelvis, pumping his cock in her throat.

The tactual sensation of her virgin mouth on his concentrated rod drove him crazy. He was a moaning wreck and needed more. He thrust his pecker across her glossa a few more times but when she started whimpering, he eased up, letting her catch her breath.

He thought he might have scared her but she took a gravid breath and went back down flicking her glossa back and Forth like a whip.

He could n't curb back and he thrust off the bed, fucking her face.

'' Almost there, baby ! Yes, suck papa 's turncock ! ``

She grabbed his ass and grazed her teeth along his pecker then she hummed, the vibrations fluttering over his cock.

He was n't expecting her teeth or the earth tremor from her pharynx stroking his dick and it set him off.

'' FUCK ! morning ! Angel Falls ! I 'M GOING TO CUM ! ``

He was on the brink and she took him by surprisal when she released his release and swirled her thumb against his whoreson, sending a saccade of pleasance through him.

He sucked in a sharp breathing place when she penetrated his tight son of a bitch and like detonating a bomb, he exploded, flooding her sass with his lava-hot seminal fluid.

She swallowed as lots as she could but choked as the salty fluid overflowed in her mouth and dripped down her chin.

When he let go of her hair, she ran her tongue up the crease of his egg, to the tip to finish cleaning him.

'' Ahh, ahh ! '' He gasped, as her brim touched the tip of his softening pecker. `` Sorry, I 'm sensitive. ``

Dawn sat up and wiped her mouth with the spinal column of her hand, a smile breaking across her brim like the rising sun.

'' That was amazing. You 're just as full as your female parent if not better. '' He praised, giving her a big hug.

'' Mmm, thanks Daddy. '' She yawned, making him yawn too.

'' I 'm beat. ``

'' Me too. '' She replied, sleepily.

'' Let 's go to sleep, princess. ''

'' Okay. ``

They did n't bother getting dressed but James IV felt a little shy when he climbed out of bed to release off the light. He stretched his arms above his head and he felt her eyes warm on his sinewy back and ass as he walked towards the door.

'' pop ? ``

'' Yes ? ''

'' While you 're up would you get me a Methedrine of water ? I 'm parch. ``

'' Sure, honey. ''

When James left the bedroom his mind was reeling. He could n't believe what had happened. His beautiful girl had swallowed his seed and he licked her pussy. He wondered how many other fathers secretly fantasized about fucking their daughter. He could n't be the only one, could he ?

After grabbing a chalk of ice urine, he trudged back into the bedroom.

Dawn 's eyes freely raked over his naked body. His hairsbreadth was a tousle flock, a luster of sweat painted his chest and his cock hung hitch between his thighs. He felt the itch to deal gumshoe with his mitt but she seemed very concerned in it. He paused by the bed and took a drinkable of water.

The tack was bunched around Dawn 's waist and her enticing breasts, with gumdrop swollen nipples were on display.

His cock jumped at the vision and she giggled.

'' Hey. If you 're going to express joy then cover up your fairly tits. '' He scolded, with a playful smile.

'' Daddy ? will you let me watch you jerk off with a twain of my scanty again ? ``

Embarrassment once again flared to animation and his body burned like a furnace in the stuffy room.

'' Uh, maybe ... If you get on your articulatio genus and beg. ``

She started to get out of bed and he held up his hand, stopping her in her tracks.

'' No, not right now, princess. I 'm still recovering from the lowest round. ``

Handing her the water, she took a big beverage and then set it on the night stand.

He crawled under the sheet and leaned over to kiss her. Out of habit, he went for her buttock but she turned her head and pressed her soft lips to his.

'' We need to go to sleep. It 's dawn, break of day. ``

'' Dawn, sunup ? Double Dawn ? ``

'' You know what I meant, little smartass. Now go to sleep. ``

She pouted but rested her fountainhead on his pillow and cuddled against him, her warm back pressed against his chest.

'' spread head spread your legs a petty, princess. ``

When she did, he slipped his arm around the front of her body and cupped her unhurt slit. The dog of his laurel wreath pressed against her clit and his fingertips rested between her butt end cheeks.

'' What are you doing ? ``

'' I want learn your scrumptious little flower while you sleep. '' She happily hummed and closed her thighs, trapping his hired hand in place.

Her snatch leaked, forming a kitty of dew in his medallion but he did n't mind one bit.

His other hired hand stroked her satiny locks, soothing her to sleep like he did when she was a child.

***

The appendage between his thigh had been limp when he 'd fallen asleep but now his dick was thick and erect.

He was savourless on his book binding and Dawn was slowly stroking him. He did n't spread his oculus and pretended to be asleep so that he could revel her soft work force sliding up and down his beam of light. He was afraid that if he moved, she 'd block off touching him. He held out for as long as possible but he could n't turn back the moan that worked it 's way up his throat.

'' Hi, Daddy. ``

He slowly opened his eyes and a fond smile spread head across her lips.

'' What time is it ? '' sun fell across his chest and he heard birds chirping outside his window.

'' Almost 10 o'clock. ``

'' Oh, wow. O.K.. I guess we should get up. ``

'' dad ? ``

'' Yes, sweetheart ? ``

She seemed musing and was smooth for various sec before speaking.

'' Do you desire to have it away me ? ``

His warmheartedness stopped beating in his chest. Had he heard her correctly ?

'' Is that a put-on interrogative ? ``

'' I want to sleep together. ``

'' The honest answer ? Yes. I want to fuck you. ``

She sucked in a penetrating breath as if shocked and a tremor ran through her body that he guessed was fear.

He could n't blame her.

'' I 'm obviously not going to, though. You 're my girl. Besides, I 'm sure you do n't desire to have sex with your founding father. '' He replied, a wily smile crossing his lips.

'' No, I do. I want to have sex with you. ``

'' Really ? ``

'' Yes, but I 'm spooky. ``

'' You do n't need to be scared, babygirl. If you really want to have sex, I wo n't pain you. I 'll create it good and we 'll go slow. ``

'' OK ... '' She said, taking a deep breath.

'' I want to turn you on and get you wet beginning. I wo n't regale you like Jim and if I ever see the little twerp, I 'm going to snap his pencil pecker in one-half. ``

cockcrow giggled and her musculus relaxed.

'' I want to lap up your pussy again but I want you to sit on my cheek this time. ``

'' On your human face ? ``

'' Yes, I want you to ride my typeface until you 're about to cum. Pretend you 're riding a gymnastic horse. ``

'' Oh, um, approve. '' She looked around as if looking for an instruction manual.

She was so seraphic and innocent.

'' You 'll enjoy this, hope me. '' His eyes sparkled as she crawled towards him.

He brushed her golden locks over one articulatio humeri and his lovesome fingertips brushed across her skin. Wrapping his custody around her slight waist he lifted her up.

'' Grab the headboard to avail observe your balance. ``

She nodded and once she was settled, knee joint on either position of his brain, he licked his lips.

Her beautiful pussy hovered enticingly above his face and he could n't wait to sip her sweet nectar. It 'd be sucking a honeysuckle.

Dawn 's digit gripped the headboard and his ardent breathing spell tickled her lips as he lowered her onto his mouth.

He felt a piddling shiver ran through her trunk when his lips pressed against her soft folds.

She moaned at the get through and he licked her slit, spreading her open.

Taking his time, he slowly circled the nub with his tongue before taking it between his backtalk and pinching with his teeth.

She bucked forward, instantly responding to his touch.

'' Ohhh ... That feels good. ``

He teased with his tongue, easily building her arousal.

The nervousness in her arm was quickly replaced with adrenaline and she eagerly rocked her lithe Whitney Young dead body against his lip.

He continued to crucify her, sucking her clit and rolled it around with his natural language. It was a skill he perfected over the years and he got into a blueprint ... Suck, swirl, nibble. Each time increasing the hurrying and adding more pressure.

Suddenly, he thought she was going to hang off his face and grabbed her hips as she released the headboard and tipped backwards.

She caught her balance when she planted her palm tree against the mattress and arched her back like a feline cat. He had no mind she was that flexible and he tightened his postponement, keeping her regular.

Her tomentum fell from her articulatio humeri and rippled down her rear, her nipples pointed to the sky.

She started to force her wet pussy against his sassing. Panting and grunting as she fucked his grimace.

'' Yes ! pa, biff my bitch ! ``

His thirsty eyes slid up her matte stomach to the hone swells of her tit and he watched them jiggle as she grinded against him.

His hammer twitched against his abs and his fingerbreadth itched. He wanted to stroke himself but the need to delight her won out.

He pushed his knife deep into her pussy and fucked her backbone. He alternated between speedy short-change strokes and retentive licks.

She suddenly leaned forward and reaching up, she grabbed the headboard. Once she was sitting upright again, he thrust his middle finger into her asshole.

The invasion was fast and blunt and the repellent groan that escaped her brim fueled him on. He thrust his thick finger in and out, and like rocking on a lilt she humped back against his digit and then swung forward, dragging her slit lips against his mouth and bumping her clit against his nose.

'' IM SO CLOSE ! ! DADDY ! ! '' She practically howled, surrendering to the knocker within.

James marveled at her beauty. His daughter was like a fire storm and he eat her like a starving man.

She rode his clapper like a wild cowgirl and when he suddenly caught her clit between his lips and when he clamped down, her ramification gave out from under her and she plopped down on his face, shivering and spasming.

She soaked his opened mouth with her release.

He was suffocating, drowning in her sweet cum but he could n't consume been happier.

She sat on his face as if it were her throne.

She was breathing heavily and after recovering from her climax, she lifted her swollen, tingling pussy a few inches above his mouth, letting him breath.

'' Daddy, did you like that ? Did you like being forced to puzzle out me until I spilled ? Did you like being my striver ? ``

He was taken aback and his heart widened at her coarse intelligence. His dick jumped in response.

'' I ca n't hear you ! utter up ! ``

God, he loved it.

He could have pushed her off, he was do-or-die to fuck her but he did n't move.

'' Is this what you fantasized about ? Eating your daughter 's slit ? '' She teased him with a sarcastic bound to her voice.

'' Yesss, princess. ``

'' And how do I taste ? ``

She sat back down on his side, cutting off whatever reception he offered and rubbed her drooling cunt across his back talk and cheeks.

In one swift motion, St. James the Apostle grabbed her waist and lifted her up. Her unharmed soundbox was slick with sweat and her fingers slipped off the headboard as he flipped her onto her dorsum and rolled on top of her.

'' Delicious. '' He growled, before crushing his brim to hers. He smeared her succus across her lips and forced his tongue into her mouth.

She accepted his fierce kiss, swirling and sucking, probing and receding.

His desire pinned her down, overwhelming and heavy. He 'd wanted her for so retentive and now she was his.

Grabbing his throbbing calamus in one handwriting, he slid into her cunt with one long, penetrating knife thrust that dragged a aphrodisiac groan from her parted lips.

She was so piece of ass tight ! Her paries clenched around him like silk laurel wreath wrapped around hard steel and his cock spasmed within her glorious embracing. When he drew back, his turncock was coated with the last of her sexual climax and he thrust back in, hard and late. bit.do/MyPussY

'' Oh God, entering your puss is like entering heaven ! ``

She withered beneath him, whimpering in his ear.

'' Daddy ! You 're so thick ! ``

Feeling her luscious torso rub against his was just as incredible as sliding in and out of her jolly niggling puss. He felt her pointy nipple grind against his chest, the two hard buds stroking him.

Curling her arms around his neck opening and locking her ankle around his lower back, she clutched him smashed, tethering herself to the massive rock music above her.

A thick rumble phone vibrated through his bureau and he gritted his teeth as he tried to slow up his thrust. He 'd promised he would be gentle but it was like trying to arrest a freight train barreling down the tracks.

A suppressed cry escaped her backtalk but it was n't from pain. It was from frustration.

'' Daddy, do n't hold back ! '' She dug her nails into his back drawing him tightlipped, demanding that he fuck her with deeper, harder thrusts.

She bucked her hips off the mattress and he pumped into her with so a great deal force that the bed groaned under their weight, the oak frame of reference threatening to splinter.

Leaning down, he licked the hollow smear above her collarbone before nibbling his way up her cervix, his tooth scrape against her delicate skin. He sucked on her fire up soma, until he was sure he 'd differentiate her with a hickie.

'' Ohhhh. '' She moaned, tilting her head to the side to give him better access.

She slid her soft finger along the length of his shoulders, then down his muscular chest and ridged abs. They flexed under her tactile sensation and he broke out in pilomotor reflex, his wholly consistence shivering from head to toe.

Each thrust claimed her a little more and forged their someone together.

'' Your snatch feels so fucking just, babygirl ! ``

His gist pounded in his ears as lightning bolts of pleasure coursed through his body and rippled through his dick.

Dawn continued to run her touchy hands over every inch of him, exploring every bend and knit stitch. She squeezed his ass and nipped his throat, while rolling her pelvic arch up to meet him.

James abruptly pulled out long enough to turn her over, onto her hands and knees.

He slammed his cock back into her juicy hole, taking her with even more force than before. She lost her breath upon shock, and would throw toppled over if he had n't been gripping her waist.

She teasingly clenched the walls of her bitch around his peter and he groaned in pleasure.

He lost himself in his beautiful daughter, daring to claim her body and soulfulness. God, he should give birth fucked her sooner.

When they fell into a perfect musical rhythm and he knew she was in a blissful, euphoric daze, he clutched her tighter around the waistline and with Jonathan Swift precision, brought the heavy palm of his hand down on her cute, wiggling ass.

'' OWWW ! DADDY ! '' She cried out, immediately trying to claw her way up the bed and out of his grasp.

He 'd never larrup her before. Even as a child he never laid a paw on her so he knew he shocked her mother wit to the core.

Without stopping, his hired man sailed through the air again and he spanked her harder than before, stinging her bottom and turning it red.

'' pa ! daddy, STOP ! ``

'' See what happens to naughty daughters who tempt their pop ? ! You drove me mad with lecherousness ! You ignited a wildfire that I ca n't put out ! Now it 's fourth dimension to pay ! ``

For a moment he really was angry at her. It was irrational, she has n't meant to provide her red panty on the trading floor but the touch still whirled through him and clouded his creative thinker like midst smoke.

He loved the power that radiated through his thenar and he brought it down on her again, like a hot whip branding her medium skin.

She yelped and whimpered but she stopped trying to get away.

'' You 're such a bad girl ! ``

He expected her to beg for mercifulness or howler in pain while he punished her.

What he did n't expect was the sultry groan that escaped her lips.

'' YESSS ! ``

It surprised him and curling his fingers in her silky locks, he yanked her drumhead back and smacked her ass again

Fresh nectar gushed around his cock and he groaned in pleasure.

He shoved the total length of his pulsation tool into her dripping wet pussy and rocked into her.

'' What do you have to say for yourself ? ? ``

'' I 'm sorry for tempting you, Daddy ! I 'm juicy and I deserve to be punished ! ``

'' Christ ! You 're so fucking hot, princess ! '' He lovingly rubbed her ass with the hot palm of his hired man taking away the sting but he was set up to birth another savor if need be.

'' I 'll be good from now on, papa ! I 'll be a full miss ! ``

'' That 's the right way, you 'll be my trivial angel ! ``

He continued fucking her with long stab and wrapped his fingers around her soft rhythm bosom and pinched her nipples.

'' More pa ! '' she begged, grinding her ass back into his palm.

'' More ? Of what ? This ? ``

He slapped her cute stern one final time before trailing searing hot kisses up her spine to her neck.

'' dad loves you, babygirl ... '' He said, with a loggerheaded train of thought of desire. He kissed her on the cheek before gripping the back of her neck opening and pushing her head down into the pillow. He lifted her ass higher in the air, smoothly angling her consistence so the head of his cock dragged along her sensible G-spot.

As he rode her ass, she seamlessly met every one of his thrusts as if they were made for each other.

'' Oh God ! Daddy ! OHHH ! ``

Their moans of Passion of Christ filled the elbow room and his grave balls clapped against her wet skin like a congratulatory applause.

When he spotted her blackamoor panties peeking out from under the covers a wicked estimate popped into his intellect.

He snatched them up and balled them in a clenched fist before shoving the wet garment into her mouth.

He knew she could his precum and her own juices and he wondered if she savored the taste of her arousal the way he did. He thought she tasted like candy and he wondered if she understood why he was addicted to her sweetness.

She reached for them but he clamped his hand over her sassing so that she could n't spit them out.

She tried to verbalize but her run-in were a garbled mess.

'' Be good for dada. Do n't sprinkle them out. '' He was alert and aroused and every column inch of his body tingled with desire.

Her perky breasts lewdly jiggled with each thrust of his pelvic girdle and he grabbed them with both hands, plumping her mild flesh and tugging on her nipples.

He was so close to shooting his load.

He could sense that she was just about to immerse into her own sea of pleasure so he released her proper breast and slipped his hand down to her twat. He strummed his knuckles against her swollen nub and felt her quiver beneath him and dig her fingers into the pillow.

He kept pounding her, relentlessly stroking her G-spot and when he pinched her slippery clit between his fingers, an intense orgasm spiraled through her body like a rocket. Her moan of euphoria was muffled by her panties but her slick pussy clenched around his throbbing turncock, triggering his own orgasm.

'' FUCK ! Here IT COMES, Angel Falls ! '' He growled like a primal, unwarranted beast as he flooded his daughter 's slit with cum. They trembled as one as pleasure crashed over them like a tidal moving ridge, before sweeping them out to sea.

He collapsed on top of her, panting hard before sliding out and rolling into his back.

cockcrow did n't move. She laid on her stomach with her optic closed. Cum was leaking from her twat onto the sheet and she still had her panties in her mouth.

She looked so sexy that King James I almost did n't want to disturb her.

He gently pulled her panties out of her back talk and she turned over onto her back, breathing heavily.

'' Mmmm ... '' She moaned, closing her oral cavity and licking her lips.

'' Did I hurt you ? '' He asked, the concerned parent resurfacing.

'' No. That was amazing. '' She said breathlessly, her eyes glittering with excitement. She grinned.

'' So what now ? '' He was suddenly nervous and shy.

She scooted across the bed and kissed his face. `` Now ? Let 's go make pancakes and then get ready for rhythm two ! ``

James grinned at her enthusiasm and then gave her a warm, loving hug.

'' That sounds perfect, princess. Let 's go. ''